Sunday, February 1, 2009

For those interestedin the written version of the myth,It is printed in its entirety below.

The Witnesses Log

IIn the beginning,there was nothing.

Only the soundof darkness.And us.We were like mossclinging to the mountainside.We were waitingto beremembered.We werewaitingfor the sun.IIWhen the Listeners came,we changed.We became Witnesses.We heard the Listenersentering the darknessin the valleyfar beneath us.We could feel themmoving beneaththe dark folds of light.IIIWhen the Visitors appeared,some of usbecame Dreamers.No one knows why.IVThe Visitorsare fromthe Other World.When we asked themwhy they had come,they looked downat the darknessin the valleyfar beneath usand then they wentto the top of the mountainand becamelike dark stars,like fires,everywhere.VThe Dreamers travelto the Other World.They are sentto places of darknessand places of light.When they come back,they bring back piecesof the Other World.The pieces comfort uswhen we are lost.They speak to us.One of the piecesspoke to usin a languageno one understoodSomeone saidit sounded like blood,or water.The Dreamers saidthat is what The Listenerssound likewhen they speak:Like blood, or water.No one knows howto speak like that,the Dreamers said.No one knows howto speaklike blood, or water.No one.VINo onehas ever seen the Listeners.The Visitors saythe lightin the valleyfar beneath usis too dark to see.But we know they are there,moving beneaththe dark folds of light.We can feel them,listening.The Visitors saythey sound like watermoving into darknessfrom far, far awayVIIThe Listenershear everything we feel.Everything.They hear uswhen we’re cryingin the silence of our minds.They hear uswhen we’re giving upjust before we die.VIIIThe Visitors saywe are boundto the Listenersby promises.What promises?we asked.No one knows that,they said.Not even us.IXSome of the Visitorshave large flat eyeslike the tails of comets.We can see themin the cornersand the bywaysof our minds,watching us.The Dreamers saythe Visitors with large flat eyesare useless to us,that they have cometo kill us.The other Visitorsare different.If you ask them,they will let you hold their eyes.If you do,you’ll see thingsyou can’t describe.Not to anyone.XThe Visitorsknow many things.And so do we.The Visitorsbelievethe Listenershave been here forever.But they are wrong.We were herebefore the Listeners came.When they came,we changed.We became Witnesses.We heard the Listenersentering the darknessin the valleyfar beneath us,we could feel themmoving beneaththe dark folds of light.This we know.And this as well:When we leave,the Listeners leave.XIThe Visitors tell usone daythey will fade awayand then, in time,come back again.When will you come back,we asked?When we are likedark stars like fireseverywhere,they said.When will that be,we asked?.No one knows that,they said.No one.XIIThe Visitors are fading now.They are like memoriesor ghostspressed against the glass.Only the Dreamerscan hear them.The Dreamers saythey sound likesoft, distant thunderfromfar,far away,that is whatthe Dreamers say:they sound likesoft distant thunderfrom far,far away.